Pumpkin and pie season officially started when the weather started being enough justification to stay in and watch cozy movies. I bought a large box of apples. And I do love raw apples but there is no denial that baked…

The need to feel understood. I think we all have it. We all want someone to believe that we make complete and utter sense. That there is no defect. I am starting to understand that there is a treasure hidden in being misunderstood

I guess I felt really uninspired... I wanted to write honestly. Wanted to say what I am actually feeling. All the fears I am breathing at the moment. But I just couldn't. If I would have, I would have had to feel the void…

It still feels like a bad dream to me. Our goodbye like a missed punchline. All the time spent waiting, hoping and wondering. All the days spent doubting. I tried so many times to awake myself. To push my heart back into reality, but reality feels like a lie without you.

September is my favorite time of the year. Autumns Indian summer. Golden leaves, sunbeams, crisp air and warm coffee in the evenings. Autumn makes me nostalgic and justifies cozy stay-ins with fairy lights

This is a song I wrote a some time ago. You can let it be about whoever you need it to be. Make it mean the things you need to hear. For me it was about justice and sorrys. Believing in yourself after too lates…

I wanted to mean danger in the most innocent ways. Scaring your fears to death while calming a restless breath. With a look in my eyes that unveils every failed attempt of love as a declaration of lies …

City trips. Summer air. Travel vibes and messy hair. I am not gonna lie- I am lowkey dying from the heat right now. I am constantly questioning why you have to be either a summer or a winter person- why can’t

Dark blue is not my first color choice when it comes to clothing. But it felt so flowy and light that I had to take it. It doesn't match my usual style choices for summer and falls a little bit more into the evening…

Dear heart, learn to lose it all. Don’t hold back the insanity of being an endless history... eternally wandering on the search for life and beauty. Barely hanging on to hope and the path filled with doubts.